[Grant]
Stay the fuck out of my head, Grant. I won't tell you again.


[Gabe]
Can you do that thing where you magically make me feel better? I could really use it right now.



[Private]
I...

Oh, God, it makes me feel sick even typing it here. I had another dream that I... shot Gabe. He was looking back at me, and he kept asking why, why, why. He didn't understand. He had never done anything and then-

Bang. Right between his eyes.

And the horrible thing is, I know it could still happen. Cait could make me do it if she wanted to. Dylan has her on his side.

Fuck. I don't want to think about it anymore.